Page 36 of Dryad, Try Again
It’s a particularlyhumid morning when I wake up. There’s more light than I’m used to, and my sheets feel itchy.Wait, this isn’t my blanket. Visions of last night come back to me, and I roll over. Kovi has his arm draped around me, and when I shift, he barely stirs. I take in the dark muscles of his body as the sun shines on him. He’s a beautiful monster, and I’m the lucky human who got to sleep with him.
Best first date ever.
When he blinks open his eyes and rolls back, I act like I just woke up too. “Morning,” he says through a yawn.
“Morning, you.” I stroke his cheek and he beams.
“Mmm, how’d you sleep?” He stretches and I take in his broad chest. He is a sight to behold.
“I slept awesome.” I lean onto my left and stroke his abs just because I can. “Hope you had fun?”
“I was gonna ask you,” he says. “Were you…did you enjoy last night? Or is that a lame question?”
I grin. “No, it’s not. It’s sweet and endearing.” My smile lowers. “I had a great first date with you.”
“I did, too.”
I want to live in this bed, in this moment, with this gorgeous monster boy, for the rest of my days. “So, I need to get going and get dressed for my shift at Mummy Mocha.”
“Of course.” Kovi moves and the sheet goes down. Before he can completely sit up, I gently push him back down.
“Uh uh uh,” I say in a faux-chastising tone. “I don’t have to leave quite yet.”
He grins at me in excited interest. “Oh?”
“I believe we both have—” I pull back the sheet to reveal our cocks— “Morning wood I can take care of.”
I bounce my eyebrows at him, and his smile broadens. I reach for his dick and give it one nice stroke. I’m realizing that I didn’t get to handle his manhood last night, and I want to make up for lost time.
Kovi’s eyes roll back and he reaches for me as well. My plans are thwarted when he sits up and gently pushes me over. He has horny intent in his eyes as he bats my hand away. He wants to service me on this lovely morning. I gotta love this twenty-one-year-old refractory period.
I sigh as he plays with my hard-on. “Kovi…ooh…can I…?” I reach for him, but he keeps his cock out of my reach.
“No. Don’t worry about me.” His grin is wicked, and he picks up the pace. He strokes firmly, but not too tight, and the friction is exquisite. Hot damn, it’s like he’s known my cock his whole life. “You just enjoy, big boy.”
“Ooh…ooohh…” My eyes clamp shut and I’m not even embarrassed by my needy, breathy noises. When Kovi leans in to lick my sack, I hiss. “Damn.”
“Shoot for me, Tanner,” he purrs.
“Kovi…” My voice rises and my hips thrust. He picks up the pace and whiny sounds escape my lips.
When he reaches up to tweak one nipple, I lose my mind. My orgasm ignites and I’m shooting all over my torso. The waves don’t subside for almost a minute; you would think I didn’t have an orgasm eight hours ago.
My breathing normalizes and I sigh an almost-laugh. I’m so damn thankful Kovi and I ended up this way. When I blink open my eyes, he’s curled up close to me. “Thank you,” I say with a groggy morning voice.
“No need to thank me, babe.” His term of endearment has me dizzy, but I like it. “I’ll do that for you whenever you’d like, because it was my pleasure.”
I grin at him. “Speaking of pleasure…” I reach for his hard dick, but he pulls away. Before I can ask, we’re interrupted by three knocks on the door.
“Hey, uh, Kove?” Seth’s voice is unmistakable.
My date and I grunt in frustration, and I lie back. Kovi gets up, and I watch his firm ass as he picks up our littered clothes from last night. He wipes his hand on his undershirt—do mummies have super smell? I need to ask Professor Fan—and yanks on his boxers.
He opens the door a crack and I pull the sheet over me. “What?” Kovi hisses.
“Look, I would never interrupt you, but—”
“Already did,” Kovi mutters.
